I wiped away the water from the blast before and locked my eyes on the figure. They certainly weren't a Draugr. They had pale white skin, long brown hair with sea green accents, blue eyes like the ocean's tides, and are those hooves? It opened its mouth and began to speak "?#!&*%" it spoke some sort of unfamiliar language. Although I couldn't decipher any meaning or even connect it to any dialect I knew, I felt entranced as if I innately understood each word. Their voice drew me in and... wait is their tongue silver? Now that I think of it this whole situation screams danger. A mysterious person in an already seemingly dangerous world who appeared from a blast of water? I should be cautious and yet no matter how hard I tried I couldn't stop myself from reaching out. It was if a magical force was upon me like I was a spectator stuck inside my mind unable to control my body, but desperately and hopeless fighting against it. It's voice was so alluring it enticed me to come forward as if my body were not a vessel to carry out my actions, but instead had a will of its own. As I slowly neared it, despite every bit of me wanting not to, I soon found myself accepting the silver tongue creature's now extended hand. As I did it felt like a spell on me was broken. The creature transformed. It let out a hideous neigh as if mocking me. What stood before me was a ghostly apparition. No longer a pale stranger, but a strange hybrid between an equine and some sort of sea serpent. Without realizing I uttered a single word "Kelpie..." I tried to take my hand back, but it was stuck to the side of this literal sea horse. It felt like trying to take apart two magnets stuck together or two small inseparable Lego bricks. Before another escape attempt could be made the Kelpie took off and jumped into the water and suddenly I was submerged in the small pond, but instead of knee high water I was in an entire ocean. Water got in my nose, my eyes, I felt myself going deeper and the Kelpie's horrid delightful neighs. Was this it? No, I refused. I had only just begun this journey of mine. Death would not find me here and as if reacting to my defiance I felt warmth build up inside my body. I felt panicked, I could feel myself going deeper, and I felt suffocated. I wanted to cough, but I knew that would only expedite my death. I knew what I couldn't do, but what could I do? As if answering my prayers I felt a surge of memories my head ached, but I felt this was the only way I could survive something had to be of use. With this new surge of information I knew what I had to do. I couldn't take my hand off the Kelpie, but I could take the hand off me. I turned the crystal in my hand and used the sharp part to cut into my own hand. The pain was excruciating, but I couldn't scream I was still under water. We were going deeper and deeper. I kept hacking and cutting away eventually, I didn't feel flesh I felt bone. The ocean hid the painful tears that had managed to escape and, CRACK CRACK CRACK even underwater I could hear a dreaded sound. Finally, I broke the bones in my arm, cut off the flesh, and I was free. However, the time I took amputating my arm was enough for the Kelpie to drag me deep down the Ocean's depths. It neighed once more in gleeful victory. That neigh was really starting to piss me off. If I was gonna die here so would it. With adrenaline pumping through my veins I swam towards the Kelpie. Just looking at it threw me into a deeper rage. It held an arrogant look in its eyes as if asking "What could you do?" I was keen to answer. I was underwater far too low to swim back up in time with one arm cut off still bleeding spreading a small area around the stump in a flowing red liquid it was clear I was already dead. In this situation I learned a lot about myself. I'm the kind of person who'll bring everyone else down with me. The Kelpie taunted me I don't think it realized what a person is capable when they have nothing to lose. I stabbed the crystal in it's eye. It started to kick, to wave its eel like tail. I wouldn't let it go. It's a shame I worked so hard cutting my arm off when I just push the stump back on the Kelpie. You won't escape with your life. It couldn't shake me off as I continued to push the crystal deeper and deeper into its eye. I hope its painful. I twisted and pushed and yanked the crystal while the Kelpie helplessly neighed and swam around trying to shake me off. It smacked me with its tail knocking the wind out of me, but what more can you do to a dead man? I would die here, but I refuse to be the only victim. I pushed that crystal deeper and deeper in. I felt water fill my lungs, I felt my eyes grow heavy, I felt the adrenaline run low and the pain resurface, but I also felt that damn beast dying. As the crystal buried itself deeper and deeper I finally closed my eyes. This, this was the end.